Glory Greenery

Chapter 495

Chapter 495

With the referee kicking the ball, the final battle of this Panna KO game began.

Andre rushed forward and wanted to take advantage of the confrontation to grab the ball, but when he stuck to Yang Mo, he found that he was not fighting against a person, but against a wall.

No matter how hard he tried, the body of the Tiger Luo in front of him remained motionless, and Andre could clearly feel that there was a terrifying force restrained in the body of this Tiger Luo.

If this power erupts, he can't fight at all.

"Damn it! Who the hell is this guy? How can he be more terrifying than those guys in the first team! Could it be that he really has a tiger in his body?"

Andre could no longer suppress the surprise in his heart.

As a player in the Manchester United echelon, he was also fortunate to have trained with the Manchester United first team, but even in the Manchester United first team players, even in Rooney, he did not feel the power that made him despair.

Although I was surprised in my heart, the game still had to continue.

If you can't fight physically, then use technique. With one move of Andre's foot, he is ready to snatch the ball controlled by Yang Mo.

But with this move, Andre found that he was even more desperate.

Looking at Yang Mo's ordinary ball control on the sidelines just now, I still can't feel the feeling of Johnson being eliminated and Yang Mo's power.

But now, when Andre faced Yang Mo in person, he really felt what it means to look ordinary, but in fact it is indescribably powerful.

No matter how he stretched his feet, he couldn't touch the football. Every movement of Yang Mo seemed ordinary, but he couldn't guess what he would do next.

Some actions even completely violate the basic rules of technology.

Marseilles can catch an L-shaped ball when it is halfway through the spin. The football is under Yang Mo's feet, and it is as obedient as a part of his body.

"Stop playing..."

When Andre, who was desperately trying to grab the ball, heard this, he suddenly felt a gust of wind pass between his legs, and then heard violent cheers from around him.

"I lost?"

Andre couldn't believe it when Yang Mo regained control of the football beside him and raised his hand to signal to the surroundings.

It was only now that Andre realized that when facing this Tiger Luo, he was not much better than the Johansen just now. This Tiger Luo defeated him as if he defeated a child.

Andre, who is full of football dreams, traveled thousands of miles from Brazil to Manchester United. He has always been confident and talented. In this streetball game, his self-confidence suffered a huge blow.

"Am I no better than a tramp?"

Andre, who was in a daze, only remembered that the top three would be on stage to accept the prize after the staff reminded him several times.

But at this time, Andre was not in the mood to accept the award, even though the No.2 award was something he liked very much.

"I don't want to stand with homeless people to present awards!"

"It's clearly not what you said before!"

"I can smell his scent from here!"

……

Standing in the championship position, Yang Mo, who has had a good time with his addiction to the game, was receiving a piece of cardboard with 1000 pounds written on it from Xiaonanti, when he suddenly heard the voices of several women coming from the side of the podium.

Turning his head, he saw several sexy female models, who seemed to be invited by the organizer to stand with the champion to present the award as a gimmick.

Obviously, compared to No.2 Andre, the future star of Manchester United, and No.3 Johansen, a well-known street football player, his champion tramp is really "annoying".

"However, although I deliberately dressed a little sloppily, I don't have any smell on my body? I didn't sweat even in the consecutive games just now."

Yang Mo can understand that people look down on his honor, but Yang Mo feels a little "wronged" when he says he has a good taste.

Seeing that the models of Andre and Johansen are already in place, they are holding their hands and preparing to take pictures, but the two guest models who are the champions are still reluctant to go on stage. The main board is still trying to persuade them, but Yang Mo Don't want to wait.

He bent down, grabbed the little freckled Nandy by the waist, and dragged her onto the stage.

In Xiao Nandi's bewildered expression, Yang Mo smiled slightly and said, "Today you are my model."

As he said that, he looked at the stage and the staff of the organizer, and said loudly: "I don't need them, even if there are no models, my champion will not lack gimmicks."

After finishing speaking, Yang Mo took off the messy wig on his head, and then tore off the silicone prosthesis, hair and other camouflage pasted on his face one by one.

When he took off his disguise little by little, and when his appearance was exposed to everyone's eyes little by little, soon, someone began to recognize who he was.

The audience gradually began to boil.

"Ah! It's Yang! It's Yang Mo!"

"My God, it's Yang Mo! Call John quickly, Yang Mo is by my side, Yang Mo is by my side!"

"Oh my god! So it was Yang who beat me just now, you didn't delete the video just now!"

……

There were screams, exclamations, and discussions.

Some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures, some people called to tell their friends, and some people covered their mouths uncontrollably.

The moment Yang Mo revealed his true face, the atmosphere at the scene became extremely crazy.

As Yang Mo said, even if there is no model, his champion will not lack gimmicks.

Because, he is Yang Mo!

"Stupid, point it right, this is Yang Mo!"

There is no need to think about the ITV camera at all, only Yang Mo is in the shot.

On the other side of the podium, the two model guests who were originally unwilling to go on stage were almost remorseful at this moment.

When Yang Mo showed his true face, they realized what they had missed. This is Yang Mo, and they only need a group photo to make them appear on the pages of major European media.

But now, it's too late.

As for the organizer of this Panna KO match, they were completely shrouded in surprise at this time.

They were just holding a street football game to promote their products, and they would provoke such a great god as Yang Mo. This kind of accident caught them off guard, and they were full of surprises.

And Andre and Johansen, who also stood on the podium with Yang Mo, also had different mentalities at this time.

After seeing that the Tiger Luo who defeated him was actually Yang Mo, Andre's sense of loss from being defeated just now was swept away, and his self-confidence returned.

This is Yang Mo, the best football player in the world today, and this is the goal he strives for.

What's the big deal about losing to Yang Mo? Which player in the world can beat Yang Mo?

As for Johansen, he just felt that he was a bit reckless just now, and he even wanted to invite Yang Mo to join their team of Assassins.

"Are you really Yang?"

Just when everyone was falling into madness and surprise, they were dragged onto the podium by Yang Mo. At this time, Xiao Nandi, who was closest to Yang Mo, looked at Yang Mo with dazed eyes and asked a question.

"If you're asking about the greatest Manchester City player, I think I am."

Yang Mo's tone reveals unparalleled self-confidence.

"Wuuuu...you are really Yang...I'm so happy..."

After getting the answer, Nandi could no longer hold back the tears of excitement.

"Crying is not an act of bravery. Fans who like me should be the bravest children!" Yang Mo wiped away Nandi's tears with his cuff.

"But you are Yang...you are our hero..." Xiao Nandi looked at Yang Mo with only admiration in her eyes.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person. People who support me like you are my heroes..."

Yang Mo said, holding Xiao Nandi's hand and raising it.

"My hero, it's time for us to win the title."

(End of this chapter)